Brothers and sisters are all big brothers, but I am a small waste

Chapter 468 He Suddenly Regretted

"Om..." Amidst the sound of the sword, Song Chengjun made the first move.

The Maharaja Liuhe Sword turned out to be the Majun Liuhe Sword, not the expected ground-grade sword skill.

Everyone was amazed, but soon realized that Song Chengjun's "mercy" was not just talking, so he didn't use the ground sword skill, but Wen Ruyu's most proficient Majun Liuhe Sword .

Presumably, there is a bit of teaching in it, and I want Wen Ruyu to see what the real Maharaja Liuhe Sword is.

They guessed right, Song Chengjun really thought so.

However, the idea is always beautiful, but the result is often so cruel.Soon, he knew: he was wrong, very wrong.

"Suddenly" just the moment after Song Chengjun made a move, Wen Ruyu also made a move, and of course he used the Maharaja Liuhe Sword which he is best at.

The two were exercising the same sword skills, and they had the same gentle and elegant appearance. The swordsmanship on the competition stage was as if two kings were fighting for hegemony.

The young female disciples in the audience stared like little stars in their eyes, and they didn't know who to look at.

Of course, this situation won't last long, and soon, they made a decisive choice.

Although it is the same sword skill, Song Chengjun's sword is open and close in a dignified manner, showing the majestic and majestic aura of the king in the world to the fullest, and even makes people involuntarily surrender to the majestic king under.

However, Wen Ruyu's sword was sharp and strange, like an arrow smeared with huge poison, piercing straight towards Song Chengjun's lower abdomen. How wretched and wretched.

This, is this really Maharaja Liuhe Sword, the Emperor's Sword, the Gentleman's Sword that Tianwaitian has passed down since ancient times?

Wenren Chuchen, Lu Qingli and others were better. They had seen Wen Ruyu's attack before, so they were not too surprised. The others were different. Looking at the strange sword light and Wen Ruyu's wretched body Zi, are all dumbfounded.

Those female disciples of the Supreme Dao Sect who were full of enthusiasm were even more chilled when they saw it, and their hearts were broken.

Song Chengjun was also astonished. Although he had already practiced the earth-grade sword skills, he always regarded himself as a noble man and a gentleman, so he loved this set of Maharaja Liuhe Sword the most.It is also this set of Maharaja Liuhe Sword that has been practiced the longest and has the deepest comprehension.

But after practicing for so many years, he never thought that the Maharaja Liuhe Sword could still be used like this.

What shocked him even more was that this sword was so insignificant, but its speed was extremely fast, even faster than him.

Seeing that strange sword light, his heart suddenly felt cold.Although Wen Ruyu struck first, he knew that if neither of them stopped, the opponent's sword would surely hit his vitals earlier.

Even with the body-protecting qi, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to retreat completely - after all, they are both in the Golden Core realm, and the body-protecting qi cannot completely dissolve the powerful true essence that the opponent comes out of through the sword.

What's more, Wen Ruyu stabbed straight with his sword, and his true energy was concentrated at one point. If he stabbed the most vulnerable vital point of his body, the consequences would be unimaginable for a man who is not yet married and has no children.

Of course, even if they were married and had children, the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, Wen Ruyu's body style looks wretched, but it is just right to avoid the vital points. Even if he succeeds with this sword, it will be difficult to hurt him at all.

It's a long story, but in fact, it was just a flash of light, Song Chengjun immediately made the most sensible decision, and at the same time as he moved back, he swung the giant sword in front of him again and again.

"Ding ding ding ding!" The swords collided with sparks, and Song Chengjun finally blocked Wen Ruyu's sword dangerously, but he had retreated a foot away.

Wen Ruyu actually forced Song Chengjun back. With the same sword skills, Wen Ruyu actually forced Song Chengjun back when he was fighting against the peak of Jindan in the middle stage of Jindan.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded, even the elders of the immortal sect in the audience were no exception.

Song Chengjun breathed a sigh of relief, only to realize that his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Quick, Wen Ruyu's sword is too fast, and not only fast, its strange changes are even more unimaginable.

If he hadn't practiced the Maharaja Liuhe Sword for many years, he would be able to see a little bit of the context, and it would be really difficult to escape when he was caught off guard.

Song Chengjun suddenly felt a little regretful, he shouldn't be so arrogant, using the same sword skills as Wen Ruyu.

Wen Ruyu's Maharaja Liuhe Sword seems sinister, weird, nasty and wretched, but being able to use the good-looking Emperor's Sword like this can be regarded as a new way to innovate. Obviously, his understanding of this set of sword skills is by no means inferior to his own.

In other words, every move and style of his was within his expectations, but he knew nothing about Wen Ruyu's sword skills, so it was hard to guard against.

Sure enough, hearing is believing, seeing is believing, I still underestimated Wen Ruyu, if I knew this, choosing a set of sword skills casually would be better than Maharaja Liuhe Sword.

It's a pity that it's too late to regret it now, Wen Ruyu managed to grab the first opportunity, of course he had to work hard, how could he give him a chance to breathe.

Before he could stabilize his footsteps, the long sword swung back from bottom to top.

Song Chengjun subconsciously wanted to change a set of sword skills, but just now the last sword hadn't exhausted the momentum of the sword, so there was no way to change it. He could only follow the momentum of the sword, and slashed out with another move of the Maharaja Liuhe Sword.

As he expected, Wen Ruyu really knew this set of sword skills by heart, the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, like a dexterous snake avoiding his seemingly upright but clumsy sword edge, and still refused to give up. tease up.

The body also twisted to the left in an extremely unsightly posture, avoiding the vital points.

In desperation, Song Chengjun could only back away again while waving his long sword.

The crisp sound of long swords clashing could be heard endlessly, and sparks splashed like fireworks on the competition stage.

In a short while, the two exchanged dozens of moves, Song Chengjun was forced to retreat repeatedly.

However, Wen Ruyu had the upper hand and became more and more courageous as he fought, with the long sword in his hand stabbing, chopping, picking or prodding, and his moves never left the key point.

However, none of the Supreme Dao Sect disciples cheered for their senior brothers, and the suzerain master and the two peak masters were even more black-haired.

It's too wretched, Wen Ruyu's Majun Liuhe sword is really too wretched, especially the long sword in his hand, which interprets the profound meaning of the word wretched to the extreme.

They used to see the long sword in his hand in simple shape, with a blunt tip and no sharp edge, and they thought that this sword was just the way of a gentleman. As they shoveled towards the other person, Song Chengjun, they all felt their hearts tighten, and they couldn't help clamping their legs.

(End of this chapter)